All Chapters of The Mafia Heir & The Secret Heiress [Mafia Games XIII]: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Mariangela, Umbria2 years earlier ◇ MYKAELA ◇ Answers. I needed real answers. Right now we all did. Why did these people get hurt? Not one of them seemed eager to explain. What happened to the others was even more dreadful. Just inhumane. Did the local cops find out about the ambush yet? Who wanted to murder all of them in broad daylight? The list of reasons must be lengthy. A crime this violent couldn't be just a case of mistaken identity. At times, the fine line between a horrible dream and my own reality would blur. This morning was a prime example. Bloody. Nightmarish. The total opposite of what I pictured when I said yes to Miles. Did his parents call the cops yet? They still wouldn't say who caused all of this. Maybe they all thought the secrets I shouldn't be privy to should stay that way: Well-kept secrets. Miles didn't know anything. Or did he lie to me? But why? I took a deep breath. My face mask now smelled of coffee and blood. "Shit." I leaned against the cold

◇ MYKAELA ◇"How did you end up here if you're from New York?""I had to work full-time." I leaned over the bedside table and returned the bowl of warm porridge on the tray."Ah."I stared at the guy's bandaged arm, trying my best to ignore his curious tone and attentive eyes. To him, a young American med school dropout being here in the Falcos' estate on the same day he and his bodyguard almost got killed in broad daylight was rather suspicious. Well, okay. I get it. I'd definitely be questioning a bunch of people after what happened this morning. After hearing about Russian mobsters plotting against the Falcos and all, I'd be suspicious of foreigners, too. But no reason to take it personally. Perhaps Enzo just wanted to ask more personal questions to pass the time. The medical team and the jet must be half an hour away at this point. Yet it was getting more obvious that being helplessly stuck in this guest room, in someone else's mansion, was starting to irritate him. Besides his

◇ MYKAELA ◇ Barely six hours left before our next shift. Yikes. I was needed in the hospital first thing. It would be my last shift this month before our assessment next week. And I should be sleeping, not a slave to my phone, waiting for nothing significant. Another life-ending asteroid hitting Earth sounded more likely than Miles calling me up again. Unfortunately, my brain was in no mood to rest. Fixing myself a cup of coffee wouldn't do me any favors, either. Ugh. I just needed to talk. Vent to someone—anyone, really. Then maybe cry it out. Seek some post-breakup advice. Sadly everyone seemed too busy. Mommy Tilda, my sister Jill, and her baby were traveling with David, my brother-in law. They just left me on read. Barely responded to my chats all day. My bestie didn't even return my call. "Enzo," I muttered with a sigh, too lethargic to move, just melting on the covers I'd almost forgotten to change. "Distracted" would be downplaying how I felt the last couple of days.Was he

◇ MYKAELA ◇ "Hi, Miss Nielsen. Doctor Carlson wants to see you. Fifth floor." I looked up and smiled at the nursing assistant on shift. "'Kay. Thanks, Jane." My grip on the medical journal loosened. "I'll be there in a sec." "Need anything, Miss Kel?" she asked with another pleasant smile. "We got doughnuts in the pantry, and raspberry, chamomile, and ginger tea." "Oh. No. Thanks." Sugar would not help at the moment. Not with my already hyperactive brain keeping me from completing the task at hand. Mostly due to nervousness and weeks-old anxiety. I'd just applied for placement in a residency program yesterday. My inner critic wasn't too pleased, to say the least. "Not hungry right now." "Just give us a buzz if you need anything." "Yep. Thank you." I nodded and smiled back at Jane before she closed the door behind her. This 300-bed hospital had the nicest staff in all of New York, probably. I wasn't even a resident yet, but most of them had shown us medical students nothing but wa

◇ MYKAELA ◇New messageGaia"WTH! So he's staying there for good?" 11:09PM "I guess as long as Zione is in operation? I dunno. Just saw the property deed and everything. Place looks great. But the rooms still need more furniture." I sent the message to my best friend and muffled a sigh with my palm. New messageGaia"Send photos. What else is he up to?" 11:10PM "He wants to hire new bodyguards." I slipped in a shocked emoji at the end before tapping 'Send'.New messageGaia"For you?" 11:10PM "Yeah, he said Miles told him to! WTF!" I sent the reply as my legs started to cramp. I sat up on the bed, my butt scrunching on the plastic cover.New messageGaia"Nah he's just showing off as per usual...and he knew they'd catch up to his brother eventually and you'd be another credible witness. That's why he gave you all that money. To shut you up permanently!" 11:11PM I gawked at her message on my dimmed screen. I held my breath. Her words hurt a little. But I couldn't really blame